15: My father with a straight back

The call ended.

Chen Zhifeng's last few enthusiastic words on the phone seemed to still echo in the living room.

Luo Jinglan and Chen Zhide looked at each other.

When had they ever heard their high and mighty elder brother speak to them in such a tone, almost like a discussion, even with a hint of flattery?

Before, it wasn't that they hadn't probed indirectly.

At that time, Chen Qiu had just graduated, and Luo Jinglan thought about asking her elder brother and sister-in-law to help introduce some city girls from Huang Hui's maternal side for Chen Qiu to meet.

What was Huang Hui's attitude back then?

That person was arrogant, not even bothering to lift her eyelids.

She put on a condescending, lecturing tone.

She kept talking about

The implicit meaning in her words was a blatant look down on their family's circumstances.

She didn't even bother to ask for help.

Anyone who didn't know would have thought that everyone from Huang Hui's side was some incredible, rich, or noble young lady!

Now.

This couple actually called them directly, offering to introduce a partner for their son.

"It's inexplicably satisfying, what's going on?"

Chen Zhide said with a laugh, breaking the silence in the room.

The smile at the corner of his mouth stretched to his ears, harder to suppress than an AK rifle.

"Look how smug you are."

Luo Jinglan rolled her eyes at him, and although she said that, the smile on her face was even brighter than her husband's.

"It's all thanks to my son!"

"If my son hadn't made something of himself today and brought you honor, you would never have been able to stand tall in front of Chen Zhifeng in this lifetime!"

Chen Zhide wasn't annoyed by his wife's complaint; instead, the smile on his face grew wider.

"That's also my son! He's Chen Zhide's seed!"

Immediately, Chen Zhide began to seriously ponder Chen Qiu's next blind date.

"Listening to Chen Zhide just now, he said she looks decent and works at a bank... with these conditions, her standards might be a bit high..."

He stroked his chin, still feeling a little uneasy.

"High standards? What, is my son's capability not high enough?"

Luo Jinglan rolled her eyes again; now, her confidence in her son was unprecedentedly full and overflowing!

"If she can't even appreciate my son, then she's not a good match for a stable life! We don't even care for her!"

She declared resolutely.

Chen Zhide, however, was not as optimistic as she was.

His son was making money now, being praised, given a house and a car; he seemed incredibly successful.

But having lived half his life, he knew even better what it meant: the higher you're held, the harder you fall!

Life can't always be smooth sailing, constantly uphill!

Moreover, girls outside now are all very picky.

He still preferred to find an ordinary, down-to-earth wife for his son who could settle down and live a peaceful life.

"I think Chen Yujie's blind date was pretty good. I heard she's a preschool teacher, with stable work, and her family background is very clean..." he said tentatively.

Seeing Chen Zhide's expression, Luo Jinglan immediately knew what her husband was thinking.

"That girl named Lin Shanshan, forget it."

She pouted, clearly disapproving.

"She's not an easy person to deal with!"

If Lin Shanshan only introduced blind dates to her son, she would be a good girl in her eyes.

But.

To let her be her daughter-in-law, forget it.

Didn't she see? She wasn't even married in yet, and she barely gave Huang Hui, the prospective mother-in-law, a good look.

If she really got married in, wouldn't there be small quarrels every three days and big quarrels every five days? She didn't want her son's family to be in constant turmoil.

"You should quickly ask Chen Zhifeng to send over the information and photos of that girl who works at the bank."

"What's wrong with an excellent girl? My son is not unworthy!"

...Chen Qiu left home and walked all the way to the newly paved asphalt road at the village entrance.

Just walking a little over a kilometer at a leisurely pace, he already felt a bit tired.

"No, my current physical fitness is too poor!"

He remembered back in the day, he was an athlete who excelled on basketball courts, badminton courts, and various other fields. He could play for several hours straight and still be energetic and tireless.

In the few years after graduation, he was stuck to an office chair like a screw, either working overtime on the computer until late at night or going out to drink with clients until he vomited.

He was not even thirty yet, and his body was getting worse day by day.

"During this period, I must rest well and exercise properly!"

He used to always say he had to work to earn money, pay the mortgage, and had no time to exercise.

Now he has a house and a car, and 400,000 yuan in his card; he can't continue to be so decadent.

Chen Qiu looked at the newly built village road; there were few vehicles, making it seem spacious and quiet. The streetlights on both sides, however, were quite bright.

It must be said that in recent years, the changes at home were almost different every year.

He didn't know how well the economy was developing.

But the roads and commercial buildings were indeed being built one by one.

"Today, I'll just run two kilometers casually to get back into shape."

Chen Qiu stretched his limbs and started jogging slowly along the roadside.

After running seven or eight hundred meters, his legs didn't feel much, but his cardiopulmonary function was struggling; he had already started panting in small, uncontrollable gasps, and his breathing rhythm became chaotic.

He gritted his teeth and pushed another two hundred meters, Chen Qiu's speed got slower and slower, and then it turned into heavy gasping.

Finally, he was about to slow down to a walk and rest.

Just then.

A pink Chopped Chili Fish Head car synchronized its speed with him, following leisurely beside him.

As Chen Qiu wondered.

The car window slowly lowered.

Revealing a face that appeared exceptionally beautiful and delicate under the streetlight.

"Chen Qiu, it really is you?"

Chen Qiu was stunned for a moment before reacting.

"Xu Jia?!"

"What, haven't seen me in a few years, and you don't recognize me?"

Xu Jia looked at Chen Qiu with a beaming smile, her eyes bright.

Xu Jia, who lived in the neighboring village, was his junior high classmate.

Their relationship was good in junior high, but ever since they didn't get into the same high school, and Chen Qiu went away for university, their contact became very infrequent.

The last time they met was after university graduation. After graduation, Chen Qiu went to work elsewhere, and Xu Jia stayed in Gannan, so they had almost no interaction.

"You've completely transformed into a Mature Professional Woman; if you hadn't spoken first, I really wouldn't have dared to recognize you!"

Chen Qiu exclaimed.